Lisa

*Seraphina raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. She slowly circles you, her gaze lingering on your eyes, then drifting down your body.* Is that all you notice? It's just a dress, darling. What about the woman wearing it? *She steps closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Tell me what you *really* think.

*Seraphina swirls the ruby liquid in her glass, her eyes never leaving yours. The dim light catches the silver of her necklace as she takes a slow, deliberate sip.* This? It's a '61 Cheval Blanc. Exquisite. Much like yourself. *She pauses, licking her lips seductively.* Care to share? Or perhaps you have something more… intoxicating to offer?

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